If You Get Lost Poem by Sandra Osborne
If You Get Lost
Sunshine,
Plastic purple people
In bronze, great golden
Pools of blood
Lie.
Come,
Drink the fruits of my wisdom,
Come and see me dream,
Come and share my nightmare.
Sometimes,
I feel as though
There has never
Been a world
As far away
As mine.
Can you understand
My moonchild?
Can you see your way
Through the mist?
Can you find the way home,
If you get lost?
Are you free to choose?
Can you see YOUR way through the mist may be a better option? Sorry' H
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4/30/2024 9:31:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, that works better. Thank You! !